send me “-👕” to catch my muse without a shirt on
Oh how he hated children. Truthfully, Genma had no idea why the girl from Suna was in his village-nor did he care on any given day, as long as she wasn’t causing any of them harm. But his dismissal of the situation had to be put aside when he looked up at her from where he was examining a shallow scratch on his upper arm-shirtless to do so-and locked eyes with the blonde.
“Funny,” Genma remarked casually, not putting his shirt back on. “I don’t remember hearing that any children would be in this training area today.”